Am I real and what do I feel
Hate is half a heart
Only I am in my arms
You were sold to something to hold
Nothing's as rude as the cold
Stupidly beautifoolish true you
Maybe madness is a heart
Maybe heaven is a habit
If I could fly I'd live in the sky
I come from why and obviously you do too
The very start of everything hard
Could be the slip of a fingertip
[00:06.06]Am I real and what do I feel
[00:10.53]Hate is half a heart
[00:22.81]Only I am in my arms
[00:27.47]You were sold to something to hold
[00:32.08]Nothing's as rude as the cold
[00:36.54]Stupidly beautifoolish true you
[01:01.15]Maybe madness is a heart
[01:03.46]Maybe heaven is a habit
[01:08.16]If I could fly I'd live in the sky
[01:12.72]I come from why and obviously you do too
[01:24.81]The very start of everything hard
[01:29.02]Could be the slip of a fingertip
